B.b.h. lyrics

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Keep it on the low, that’s something you gotta knowIf them two chicks had a name, it must be Duece and PiccoloIt must be too official, you used to gettin’ your way with niggas you know(In the booty club it’s not, in the booty club it’s [?], ohh lord)I’m rippin’ my tab, I’m yellin’ it loud, that’s how we get downThey breakin’ it down, [?] they doin’ up ground, got us shakin’ it nowThey know we around, just me and my [?], I be makin’ my roundsGet game from a stripper I know all about itStuck in the [?] they don’t fit in no walletThey mad at her, this fantastic, I’m mad happy, she poppin’She poppin’, hell yeah she poppin’She kill her cheese before she leave, them bands ain’t no for no collegeFor them dollas, how much you wanna bet that she givin’ up knowledgeDrop it

She got ass, she got assI need that, on my lapRun it quick, I might let you hold me stacksAnd it go like that, you better know that stack

You ain’t fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you knowYou ain’t fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you knowYou ain’t fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you knowYou ain’t fast, never slow, bust it open

A fresh nigga just walked in, act like it, act like it, yeah yeah, act like itA fresh nigga just walked in, act like itIt’s time to relieve how stressed I amI ain’t gon’ talk about how West I amI ain’t gon’ talk about how fresh I amFuck am I kiddin’ nigga, yes I amNigga that’s the reason she shakin’French tryin’ to guess how much money I’m makin’Tread on my back now she think I’m JamaicanWhatever, whenever, just do it nakedWhite girls they love meStep up in this thing like fuck itAin’t worried about no budgetsJust throw as soon as you touch itAnd whenever she shake it I smack it and laughThen leave hella drunk out the back of the cabHigher, higher, dab after dabAnd swipin’ our cards on the crack of that ass

How you fit that in that denim?I must say that I love lookin’ from the outside but lord knows that I want to be in ’emThat ass is too fat to a personal tailor in London is right where you send ’em, huhTo get stitched and sew’d girl u winnin’Commitin’ adultry in my mind now I’m sinnin’Hold up gimme a minute, start a nigga from the beginnin’So I can say to the whole world I love big booty bitchesAnimal cruelity how I do that kitten, I’m a grown ass man bitch who you kiddin’?I’m screamin’ out B Mac (B Mac)Once we beat ’em they will never get a rematchThrow me the cat, a nigga need that feedbackOn my lap bitch, that’s right where I need that

She got ass, she got assI need that, on my lapRun it quick, I might let you hold me stacksAnd it go like that, you better know that stack

You ain’t fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you knowYou ain’t fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you knowYou ain’t fast, never slow, bust it open for the realest clique you knowYou ain’t fast, never slow, bust it open